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[Violent J]
Laying in my bed, I think of many horror tales
Yet I barely move, my bed is made of nails
I try to roll, my skin slowly tears away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I begin my day
Walking out the house, this morning, the sky is
red
The streets are crowded with the bodies of the
living dead
They're trying to die, they're leaping off of
roof tops
Uh, they only scream in pain as their body flops
I'd rather stay inside my home and only pray to
die
But my house is been on fire since like '85
I can only stand a night of the fatal smoke
But see you never die, you only burn and choke
So I leave out the house and walk the land
Wild pigs run and feed off the dying man
And look around you, there's bodies hanging from
the trees
But they're not dying, they're only crying
"please"
I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run in hide
The deadly rain may soon come down, you got to
get inside
The lunatics see the lightning, they're
screaming, yes
It's raining blood, the streets are a bloody
mess
About once or twice a week though it thunder
storms
That's when giant heavy red and black clouds
form
It's raining blood, livers, and kidneys from the
sky
Prepare cuz when you die, you're coming to the
killing fields
"What shall that be? What shall that be? When
that fine moment
comes. When the curtains are drawn, the windows
are shut, the
doors close, and you've written what you've
written, you said
it, that's it. What will you look to be? What
about it, mister,
when you've had your last beer. You laughed at
family and
laughed at your little wife. She begged you not
to go out to
that bar."
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